The Message Bible MSG
English Standard Version ESV
1 Listen while I build my case, God, the most honest prayer you'll ever hear.
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Hear a just cause, O Lord; attend to my cry! Give ear to my prayer from lips free of deceit!
2 Show the world I'm innocent - in your heart you know I am.
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From your presence let my vindication come! Let your eyes behold the right!
3 Go ahead, examine me from inside out, surprise me in the middle of the night - You'll find I'm just what I say I am. My words don't run loose.
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You have tried my heart, you have visited me by night, you have tested me, and you will find nothing; I have purposed that my mouth will not transgress.
4 I'm not trying to get my way in the world's way. I'm trying to get your way, your Word's way.
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With regard to the works of man, by the word of your lips I have avoided the ways of the violent.
5 I'm staying on your trail; I'm putting one foot In front of the other. I'm not giving up.
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My steps have held fast to your paths; my feet have not slipped.
6 I call to you, God, because I'm sure of an answer. So - answer! bend your ear! listen sharp!
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I call upon you, for you will answer me, O God; incline your ear to me; hear my words.
7 Paint grace-graffiti on the fences; take in your frightened children who Are running from the neighborhood bullies straight to you.
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Wondrously show your steadfast love, O Savior of those who seek refuge from their adversaries at your right hand.
8 Keep your eye on me; hide me under your cool wing feathers
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Keep me as the apple of your eye; hide me in the shadow of your wings,
9 From the wicked who are out to get me, from mortal enemies closing in.
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from the wicked who do me violence, my deadly enemies who surround me.
10 Their hearts are hard as nails, their mouths blast hot air.
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They close their hearts to pity; with their mouths they speak arrogantly.
11 They are after me, nipping my heels, determined to bring me down,
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They have now surrounded our steps; they set their eyes to cast us to the ground.
12 Lions ready to rip me apart, young lions poised to pounce.
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He is like a lion eager to tear, as a young lion lurking in ambush.
13 Up, God: beard them! break them! By your sword, free me from their clutches;
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Arise, O Lord! Confront him, subdue him! Deliver my soul from the wicked by your sword,
14 Barehanded, God, break these mortals, these flat-earth people who can't think beyond today. I'd like to see their bellies swollen with famine food, The weeds they've sown harvested and baked into famine bread, With second helpings for their children and crusts for their babies to chew on.
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from men by your hand, O Lord, from men of the world whose portion is in this life. You fill their womb with treasure; they are satisfied with children, and they leave their abundance to their infants.
15 And me? I plan on looking you full in the face. When I get up, I'll see your full stature and live heaven on earth.
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As for me, I shall behold your face in righteousness; when I awake, I shall be satisfied with your likeness.
Published by permission. Originally published by NavPress in English as THE MESSAGE: The Bible in Contemporary Language copyright 2002 by Eugene Peterson. All rights reserved.
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